Just a little over 2 weeks ago I was holding a healthy baby boy. A baby that I had dreams for, a little baby boy that I thought would grow up into a man. As I sit here now, all I can do is wonder. How did this happen to Case? As a mom of two little boys I would think about the bond a mother and son has. I have been blessed to have this with my boys. I had images in my head of my teenage sons, taller than me, coming in the kitchen and giving me a big hug. I knew that God had entrusted me with 2 boys that I needed to raise into good men. As a mom you dream, you plan, you care, and you protect. When everything is ripped from you so suddenly, it's hard to know how to be. Just be....I don't know how to just be. The pain I feel is so much deeper than anything I've ever known. I replay everything in my mind and sometimes that is too much for me to bear. Sometimes, I am okay. I laugh at Lane when he does all his silly things. I don't know what we'd do without him. Sometimes I am just sad, but no tears will come. Sometimes I can't turn them off.
While Case was in the hospital I said over and over again "For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11 I've clung to that verse in so many situations before, but this time I think that's all I had to hold onto. That verse promised me that Case is okay, he's in heaven the safest, best place possible with my mom and with Jesus. And it promised me that I have hope, everything is crashing down right now, but I do have hope. God promises that he has plans for us and I trust that. I don't like it, it makes me mad, I question it, but deep down I trust it.
I am not sure where I go from here. I lean on the Lord, Reese and Lane. Reese has been my rock. Lane has taught me more than he will ever know. A five year old deals with things so innocently and so simply. I will take things one day at a time. My arms are empty, I am supposed to be holding, changing, feeding and snuggling my Case.
Please pray for us. Individually for Reese, me and Lane. For our marriage, for our family, decisions that we have to make. For us to find a church here that we love.
I've been wanting to post this for a couple of days now (that's why the date is 1/27 on the post). I am finding it hard to put into words. Today was a pretty good day. Yesterday was a bad day. I don't know what tomorrow will bring, but I can't worry about tomorrow. Thank you to everyone who've supported us, all of your prayers, thoughts, and words are so appreciated. I can't reply to everyone right now, just know that we appreciate the love we feel.



